when I run I run from you
when I hide I hide from you
when I shoot I shoot for you
when you scream I scream too
hold on to the nightmare
all i can see
hold on to the nightmare
all I can be
light the fuse
watch it go
turn the corner
and explode
Light the fuse
you fall down
You're on fire
I leave town
you didn't know
you couldn't see
begged me back
just for me
strung you up
turned around
slit your throat
not a sound
when you cry I cry too
turn the gun
aim at you
hold it straight
you won't die
hands are red
but you're alive
what’s the use in moving on
ever stuck
in what I’ve done
I’m sorry you're sorry I'm sorry
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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